- All that is gold does not glitter;
- all that is long does not last;
- All that is old does not wither;
- not all that is over is past.
- Not all that have fallen are vanquished;
- a king may yet be without crown,
- A blade that was broken be brandished;
- and towers that were strong may fall down.
Some people stay in one place their entire lives.
Whether it’s a city or a job, they’re content. They vividly envision their future, feel satisfied with what’s in front of them, and are happy with where they’re at. They don’t question their current reality. These people are often stable, secure, and good citizens of the world.
I was never one of those people.
As a young girl, I created characters and wrote stories to escape my reality. I dreamed of writing, living in California or New York, and creating a new identity for myself. I wasn’t sure who I was, but I was certain I would find it outside of myself.
Over the years, I began feeling more comfortable with the authentic person I was; the dreamer, the creator, the adventurer. However, not everyone understood or accepted that. The “square peg in a round hole” feeling I had left me confused and empty- I was attempting to fit into a society that didn’t seem to be built for me. I had a difficult time staying at office jobs, doing what other people told me to do, and having my creativity questioned.
Then, I learned an important lesson: that my individuality is what makes me who I am.
At almost 35 years old, I’ve done everything I used to think I wanted- and I don’t regret any of it. I have lived in more states and glistening big cities than I can count on one hand, but I don’t have to pretend I am someone I’m not anymore.
Creators are meant to create- and my experiences will become stories I share with others.
Not all who wander are lost, whether it’s thousands of miles away or up the Peninsula on a Sunday afternoon.